The Legend of the Devil
Ch. 125 - Black Cross Mask
Xian Shen quietly pulled the sword while turning over, his breathing choked, his heart beating even faster as he saw a dark shadow standing on the wood at the source barrier of the extremely dense murderous air. The sword in his hand was still even dripping blood, Xian Shen smelled the smell of blood as the wind blew.
His mind was raging, fear was swaying his body, the young man was unable to move for a while. The figure cast a spell that made him unable to move his body. His strength was also immense, Xian Shen could tell just by looking at the flow of power flowing in the red-colored sword blade.
"Who are you, asshole? Are you the same person who killed my family?!"
"I'm actually here to kill you."
His neck was cold for a moment. Xian Shen trembled for a moment but he tried not to show it. "Answer question!"
The figure darted rapidly towards him, as Xian Shen realized the person was already right next to him. His left hand wrapped around Xian Shen's neck. The red sword was now behind Xian Shen's neck and was ready to behead him at any moment. The enemy made him unable to move anywhere and was immediately cornered in just a second.
When Xian Shen turned his head to the side he saw a familiar glint. The object hangs on the ear of the figure like an earring, before he could not see clearly because it was covered by the mask of the figure. But Xian Shen was sure he had seen the thing hanging into the earring.
"Say, who are you?" his tone trembled, he was afraid of not getting an answer before his life floated.
"Come with me. You'll get answers."
"Never!"
The sharp blade of the sword felt on his skin, Xian Shen persisted. The principle of life is the price of death. He knew this man was from an evil group, he would not obey even if his life had to be lost.
"All right."
Easily the sword sliced through Xian Shen's flesh skin, he took off the young man. Xian Shen's body collapsed, blood splattered into a puddle where it lay. Once again the figure looked back until it finally disappeared in the darkness of the night.
**
The ghost from the North crossed its legs, its index finger touching its chin while thinking hard. Sometimes I hear breaths coming from his mouth. "It's weird ..."
For months their group was in a period of peace and received only a few missions from the Light, none of the core members were attacked.
"Has the Hunter retired?"
"You're kidding." Ghost Eleven Fingers responded to the ketus. "Terror keep going, this time another list of names, tomorrow it might be your turn."
"What's she so good that she can scare you?" jeered Ghost Eleven Scorny Fingers, Ghosts from the North put on a face.
"believe it or not, a person who soiled his hands with the blood of hundreds of humans was no longer the same as a human. He called himself the Sky Law Substitute. But I'd rather call him the angel of life."
The Ghost Rose Thorn came hastily along with his five female followers who wore red robes and thin cloth covers on the face. The arrival of the Ghost Rose Thorn makes the two ghosts look away.
"I get news from the Fifth Light, a message from the Red Fanged Chairman."
"Why are you in such a hurry? It must be just a teri-class mission to slaughter a bunch of idiot humans."
But without the Chief, the Ghost Jade Tower was like a tiger without fangs. They lost their name as a group of assassins and now only controlled Red Fangs like puppets. I don't know when it will continue to be, which obviously these ghosts will not be able to leave the Ghost Jade Tower.
They have no home other than the place itself.
The Ghost Rose Thorn spoke with a soft voice, "Message from the First Light, in five days we will officially merge into the Red Taring and become the leader of the new group in the Red Taring."
Eleven Finger Ghost stood up from his seat, his face so incredulous. He had thought that such a terrifying man would put them into the Red Fangs considering that the Ghost Jade Tower had begun to passively become the target of hunters. But I didn't expect to give it such a special position.
Inside the Red Fangs there were only two groups. Red cross mask and white cross mask. The red cross mask belongs only to the Light Para which is the core member. Their identities were hard to tell even by the Red Taring members themselves. The white mask is worn by ordinary members of the group.
"Explain, I'd really like to hear it." The Eleven-Finger Ghost linked his eleven fingers on the table, enthusiastically hearing what the Thorny Rose Ghost would deliver.
"Black cross mask will be formed. If the core members are light, then we are darkness that follows light. There are Six Darknesses formed, our identities will be hidden away."
"Then? What tasks does the Chairman assign?"
The grin on his face expanded widely, the Ghost Rose Thorn stared at his cold gaze.
"Finding the Earth Ruler Element Stone, the Ground Stone that fell with a great warrior in the Pit of Regret."
The Eleven-Finger Ghost laughed out loud for a few minutes, making the Thorn Ghost Rose and the Ghost from the North uneasy. He took a breath repeatedly to stop his laughter.
"You know what? The Eternal Valley had once sent their five greatest elders to search for the existence of that Land Stone, until now they had never returned. The Great Chief of the martial World who brought the stone was not necessarily safe. What about you who can only tease men? Inside there are only demons, before you tease them I'll make sure your head is eaten."
The Ghost Rose Thorn knitted his brows feeling annoyed. "You think I'll be sent to look for him? We currently have three people. Everyone is looking for one Earth Ruler Element Stone and I am taking part in the Bing Empire."
Ghosts from the North then disquieted half agitated. "What about me?"
"You're the Guang Empire."
The Eleven-Finger Ghost stared at his friend in turn, "So I'm the Feng Empire?"
Ghost Rose Thorn laughed cynically. "Unfortunately that part was taken by a new member of the Red Taring, he will join us. You're the one who's gonna get into the abyss and be seduced by the demon in the hell below."
The ghost of Eleven Fingers was silent as thousands of languages could no longer answer.
"Just calm down ... Our job is to investigate where the stones are. For the rest of Red Fangs will handle it themselves. Make sure you work well if you don't want to die horribly."
The Ghost Rose Thorn passed just like that leaving a shrill laughter that resounded. The Eleven-Finger Ghost that had been the most enthusiastic was now the most cornered, he stomped his fist onto the glass table and made the thing on it vibrate.
"Damn it!"